When She Becomes a Witch

January 7th.

Even today, the main island of Atlantis was a grey sky with little snow.

But we can't beat the weather like that, and Chloe and the others are doing fine and busy.

Private room in Tea Salon "Bridge of Rainbows". There were ten students gathered there.

Chloe and Souzillow, plus Felicity and Aurelia, Rebecca and Riordo.

In addition to its usual members today, there are four more.

Sig, number one in sequence, and his partner Fiorinia.

Angelina, second in sequence, and her partner Darsha.

"Hey, aren't those third-place guys here?

"Well, we're not here, Sig."

"Well... right, you're saying publicly that that pair doesn't feel right, but it's just the same where they're expensive."

"Darsha would agree."

I had some anticipation that Sig would come. Because he loves these busy things, and he has good relationships with Riordo and Souzillo.

The partner Fiorinia is a girl with a calm atmosphere. Should I even call it a stopper, a role that takes Sig's reins well, which usually tend to run. I want everyone to calm down well because the toothpick won't work today.

Angelina is a female student affiliated with the Department of Tailoring. Sometimes you're from the same England as Riordo, and you talk about it relatively often? Chloe has never dealt with him much, but he seems to have a rather tenacious personality. The straight blonde hair, which was put together in a ponytail in a high position, was saggy and flowing, beautiful.

Darsha is a witch science student with that partner. I've heard you were rich or noble lady in India. Deep carved face, brown smooth skin. There's something glittering stuck to her forehead, deepening her mystical atmosphere. Looks like a bright and cheerful personality, with big black eyes narrowed with smiles.

"... Hey, Riordo. I didn't hear Sig and the others were coming."

"Though it will be more enjoyable than a third place pair coming"

Souzillow looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug and then muttered, "Well, the Sigs would".

Even as Chloe, I'm surprised they're here.

But surely it would be better for about ten people to enjoy the crown treat - Garrett de Lois. Anyway, the larger the number, the more fun the treat is.

Eventually, a private room door opened - it was finally transported.

Looks like a flat pie treat for every hall. The surface pattern is beautiful, but it is also not decorated with cream or fruit, which is not so flashy.

On the cake is a paper crown. This isn't just a decoration, it has a proper role to play later.

"Thank you for waiting. This is Garrett De Lois for your reservation. I've already cut it into ten people here. We'll take care of it."

"Yes, please"

Nodding, Chloe responded.

Fun in this treat has begun at the distribution stage. Not to be as unequal as possible, that's the promise you make when you eat Garrett De Lois.

The clerk puts the paper crown in the center of the table and then starts handing out Garrett De Lois in turn. Sig and Fiorinia in the window seat at first. Angelina and Darsha are next.

"Now enjoy our Garrett De Lois"

That said, the clerk leaves the room in a sophisticated move.

All that was left was ten students.

"Okay, I'll go. No matter who becomes king, there will be no grudges."

Everyone nods and hands the fork to Rebecca's words. but only Souzillow and Darsha had their necks tilted.

"Hey, what's a king... what do you mean?

"I don't even know Darsha. You decide the king (Maharaja) by cake?

"Garrett De Lois doesn't have a pottery doll inside that's only one fave. So, if that doll is in your own cake, king for a day!... that's the game!

Felicity says it's a trick, but she teaches it to both of us clearly.

"So don't eat it in too big a bite, something tough if you eat a fave. If I could be king, I could give orders to everyone... but of course, it's just something that everyone can laugh at and enjoy."

"... I see, that's the kind of festive treat"

"Darsha also figured it out. I want to be that kind of king!

And the ten lay forks in the morrow.

"Bye."

"Yeah, let's say we decide the king."

After that word, keep quiet for a little while, break the confectionery with a fork and carry it to your mouth.

The harmony of the almond cream and crunchy pie dough inside is delicious.

Eventually, Chloe's fork hit something hard. No way this is.

"I got it... maybe"

Chloe shrugs and moves the fork further.

A small fave - a ceramic doll in the shape of a rabbit - was dug out of the cake as attention was drawn to everyone.

"I'm out!

"Chloe is the king of the day!

Congratulations, King. With what they say, the 'crowning ceremony' finally began to be worn over the paper crown.

Thank you, everyone.

"Then the king. What an order."

That's what Angelina declares as she bothers to stand up and bow politely.

... watching her golden beautiful hair shake, Chloe unexpectedly gave such an order.

"Bye, let me touch Angelina's hair"

"Huh?!

She blushes, holds her head down and shakes her head.

"It's the king's orders, Angelina."

"That's it."

I don't know what else to do with orders.

Angelina became more and more bright red when she was stood up by the men's trio.

"Angelina. Come here."

Chloe sits on a sofa in a private room and calls her.

To reassure you as much as possible, smile.

"... yes, king"

Angelina sat down on the couch all the way to her ear, turning red.

Chloe shrugged and stroked the tip of her golden hair like that.

"Wow, I thought it was awesome, but it was slippery."

"Ah... Um..."

"That smells good. Are you shampooing yourself?

"It often doesn't suit me if it's something that's sold... and I make it myself... it is. And Linth also uses herbal vinegar..."

Out of embarrassment or bright red, Angelina talks slowly about taking care of her hair.

I can't wait to see how cute that looks.

That day Chloe tasted a harem like the king of the land of sand.

He touches Angelina's and Darsha's hair and feeds Rebecca and Aurelia fruit while Felicity knee-pillows him. And Fiorinia gives me her head with those beautiful hands.

Even as the men's trio turned its subtle gaze on me, it kept me busy.

"Kings are fun for games."

"Well, that's a game"

The sun is completely down, and the king of the day is disbanded.

Chloe goes home as she spins the paper crown with her twirling fingers because of the souvenir.

The late hour meant that Souzillow was going to give me a lift home.

"Well, if it was fun, it's more than that."

"Well, I don't think Angelina and Fiorinia have gotten along very well."

"Chloe is, well, right"

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

They rush home on the path of snow and ice.

Spring is still a little further.